By Dr. Gholam Mujtaba
In the shadow of Minar, where dreams once rose, Still echoes the promise that history knows.
Of a land envisioned by Iqbal’s flight, Bathed in justice, bathed in light.
I dream of a Pakistan bold and wise, Where merit soars and talent flies.
Where every child, from mountain to plain, Can rise through effort, not by name.
No bribe, no favor, no crooked hand, But fairness reigns across the land.
Corruption buried, its era done, A new age of honor has begun.
Where the law is blind to wealth or kin, And every trial is truth within.
Where the judge is just, and justice swift, A nation regains its moral gift.
This is the land of faith and creed, Where none shall suffer due to breed.
No mosque or church or temple torn— Each soul protected, none forlorn.
Minorities safe, with equal stake, No hate shall our foundation shake.
For Jinnah’s word is still our guide— A state where all may live with pride.
The ideology that lit our flame, Still carves the path, still stakes our claim.
To live with honor, to stand as one, Till the last of battles is bravely won.
And hand in hand with liberty’s land, A bond with America, strong and grand.
Not of aid, but of shared esteem, Two nations forging one mighty dream.
I dream of scientists, scholars, and trade, Of art and peace that we have made.
Of a Pakistan that lifts the poor, And opens for all a golden door.
This is my vision, my prayer, my plea— That Pakistan be all it’s meant to be.
With merit, law, and justice true— A rising crescent in skies of blue.
Dr. Gholam Mujtaba
Chairman, Pakistan Policy Institute, USA
A loyal Pakistani American and Senior Republican Leader in the United States
